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Well, I hope we haven’t lost too many readers in the past week. I’m home unbroken and inspired. There are about three weeks of cartoons written and it’s time for you guys to see them. Here’s the first one.
Heard this one when I was first learning to kayak. I took my spanking new boat to a very nice park in the area. Paddled around (helplessly trying to hold a straight line) until I got near a bank where a few people were fishing. One old guy there told this story to me because I was in a kayak. I’ve put it down as near as I remember it. Though, I’ve been listening to science podcasts and I’m a storyteller, so I’m admitting right now that due to the inexactitude of memory and my own tendency to punch things up, this isn’t word-for-word what the guy said, this is just what I came away with.
I would like to point out that “Skimo” was actually a term he DID use. And it’s a rotten, rude word to use, if I understand right. And if you’re firing up right now to explain a lot of anthropology and sociology to me and tell me that the native peoples around Greenland are not eskimos, or even Esquimeaux, then don’t bother. I’m just relating what the old navy dude said, and he said Eskimos. I wasn’t going to correct his story and make it all politically correct or anthropologically correct or anything else. Not the point.
The point is that he thought the damn boats rolled themselves over.
Do you suppose I’ll ever tell you what Lowell has actually done with Hubris’ old gear? Do you really want to know?
I didn’t think so. More fun to speculate.
New storyline after all the players go to bed and start a new day.
You can never think of those suave and so fisticated retorts when you need them. They only come to you after a bout of self-loathing and a meal. Maybe a nap. And certainly after whoever needed the retort has gone to bed and says he’ll talk to you some other day and to get the heck out of his basement.
